Thursday, November 13, 2008

One foot ahead of the other one... I think.

These adorable photos were in an email from my sweet friend Lisa at Cranberry Flats! She always knows just what to send me on any given day. This little guy is me, see... I goof around all night doing who knows what, starting my FREE BOOK from Snapfish I saw on Oprah at midnight, finishing it at 3 a.m.... and then here am I at 5:45 when I get up... Okay, so a quick shower with super, I mean SUPER hot water, and I'm good... I head out with a nutritious breakfast and an even better for me lunch... (Don't check my blood sugar level now. I just baked more of those stupid little ghost sugar Halloween cookies. Can we say "overbought trick or treat"?).

My day is something like this. Picture the most delicious grilled to perfection chicken breast, flattened out, sweet and savory with a bit of pineapple, a hint of orange, and a twang of brown sugar. Add a delicious swath of pure mellow cheddar, a little bit of frilly lettuce, a sweet mango chutney.... and a few almonds toasted for crunch... This is the center of my magnificent day.... My classes, third through fifth hour... Wonderful kids, fun projects. Good day had by most. Oh, a couple of confiscated rubber bands and a bit of a pep talk and a compromise or two... Just a perfect day for the teacher anyway... Put this deliciousness on the bottom bun (My last hour class), which is surprisingly fresh, kind of toasty... a bit blah comparably, but not that bad.... But on top.... plop on a horrid, moldy, dry, rotten bun of a first hour class... YUCK.... I was so enthralled with about five arguments (which I think I carry off with a lot of quiet yapping instead of screeching like the banshee I wish to be).... Etienne, a lovely little miss with a sweet and savory sass to her, proceeded to be quite the uppity thing today... Sir Rondo, unleashed his long legs at least twice from the desk ahead of him after I reminded him that wasn't the way to work well in the group... Ah, group work.. The bane of teaching... You have the goodie two shoes (who, by the way, no longer plug away as we did in my day, determined to carry the group on our backs... No, they complain and mock, and moan, and act just as grumpy as you please.... Then you have the drones and the smart apples to simply do nothing or next to it and say, "She took all of it home and she's not here..." Yep... I love groups...

So.....

This is my evening... except there is not a cuddly buddy in sight... It just looks too perfect anyway.... We'll see what kind of sandwich tomorrow brings.

1 comment:

Lisa said...

I think my sandwich started just the opposite. The first 3 hrs. were great. I graduated a small class of offenders from a victim's class. They were great and appreciative. I really enjoyed this group. Then I spent 2 hours in the principal's office. Lunch was an unappetizing chicken breast then another 5 hours of "what the hell have I done with my life!!!!!" Tomorrow's sandwich or chicken breast better be delectable (however you spell it)!